I'm baaaack!

I think I have taken enough time to collect my thoughts, leave one job to be laid off at the next and pursue what really matters to me the most...fashion! Since I last connected with the blogging world I've had a few "come to Jesus" moments leaving me all warm and fuzzy inside, most days. The passion that has encompassed my being my whole life has confronted me in several personal growth seminars that I've taken over the past couple of years, particularly in the one that I've been in for the past 60 days or so (ending in approx 30). I am taking my training wheels off and putting my big girl panties on to JFDI (just f-ing do it); my calling. As a child, I modeled for Macy's, did some runway shows, grew up a bit more to win "best dressed" in middle school and high school, went to school for Apparel Design and Merchandising...only to do nothing in the fashion industry. This little thing called "Fear of Rejection" came knocking on my door recently to tell me to GET OVER IT and I listened - we have since broken up. As a Wardrobe Stylist, I am now performing surgery on closets that are in dire need of help and attempting to resuscitate those who have been victims of their closets. If one's closet is lacking the basics, or the pizazz, to complete an outfit, or 10, shopping is always an option...sounds horrible, I know. Patience is always accepted here as I get a website, specifics, etc. ironed out so I can say I am officially official ;) Stay tuned on the daily for tips, tricks, gossip, critiquing and the like. XOXO

Decisions, decisions!

Although this April '08 cover is clearly last year's news, apparently LeBron James is not. I found this picture appropriate given my plans this evening are to sit on the upper level of the Oracle Arena and watch the Warriors and the Cavaliers ("The Cav's") go at it. Throughout this rainy, uneventful day all I can ponder is..."what am I going to wear?" With a sea of people that big, the cameras probably positioned somewhere beneath us on the lower level and men there caring about nothing other than their beer, the game and Bron-Bron, what does it matter what I am wearing? As it rounds 5pm and a 7:30pm game time, I still have yet to find a clue as to what shirt will be lucky enough to see LeBron James go up against Monta Ellis. Decisions, decisions! Should I go with the sporty-girlfriend look and sport an orange/yellow/navy tee and blend in with the crowd, be tough and don the rival's hideous collection of colors (navy, gold, burgundy) and stand out like a sore thumb, or do neither and go with what I am most comfortable in; my 4" boots with my Frankie B or True Religion Jeans and a t-shirt that I blindly yanked out of my closet, add some accessories and call it a day? Hell, maybe one of those ugly shirts will go with my boots and designer jeans...